Shot Of Shame

In the kitchen past midnight

by the buzzing fridge in moonlight

the Holy Father told the world to hush

there's just the soft hiss from a toilet flush

I saw her for the first time, she made me crazy

while the band played something hazy

I think now I wait until tomorrow

yes she is my brand new sorrow

In the car with a short wave radio

the sky is clearing up for about a minute or so

she plucks her sleeve I can't believe we met

her look is friendly, mine's of a man in sweat

'you want my love for you to be stronger

but don't forget the heart is a muscle

not easy to work out' she suddenly said

I do a little dance drenched in alcohol

that's head down and one arm

stretched against the wall

Across the sparking waters I sail my boat

back to that april morning on a spot not too remote

where once my hands were much too shaky

to use my mobile phone

when by the throat I put her to bed

now with weeds overgrown

'you want my love for you to be stronger but

don't forget the heart is a muscle

not easy to work out' I know

in the kitchen past midnight

by the buzzing fridge in moonlight

I know